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[Verse 1: Ray
Never been the to front cause boy, I used to get fronted
OG at 23 a P, he Q's for 12 hundred
That was a day, cuffed it from Jackie, he knew I'd pay
Had me a couple hoes, needed a Lac or a Chevrolet
Rebuilt a 7-9, full amount this day I ain't paid
get 'em back one day, they was rippin' off niggas anyway
It ain't no thang
The world keep spinnin' I kept
change yo
The kid kept spittin', he climbin'
It's a hard enough job to stay on top
Just a dope young hood star got bustas sayin' I'ma tryin'
To the homies out cause I got niggas gettin' shot done felt
My fair of droughts now I'm takin' these niggas spots
I moved from section to
Fucked up and a few lessons
Served some with no blessings
I be so deep in my
It can't be no more
I ask these a question
They response sound like they
I pay it forward and 'em
Cause is California
Los Angeles, ya dig
I bend me a corner, blow do it big
Ain't self made or selfish, I'll split the profit my click
with shell fish, then blow some ones and hit the strip
I'm my pelvis, until she feel it in her tits
So transcontinental, we liquor at the Ritz
Somewhere in south London, mayn catch me stuntin' Jay Prince
Get in abundance, break off my kin and never switch, Mundo

[Hook: Ray
I love my city, yeah I love my
Ya told me don't trip, nigga, I'ma pay it
Cause me and you go before
I had no dough for shoes, to go
But mayn I this city, I don't love these hoes
On a mission for the scritch and nigga everybody
Yeah, the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
Westside Dub B, O-P-M at yo

[Verse 2:
Yo keeping a shell around my mind, a mental
Tearing out my break line slow down, so close I can taste this shit
Standin' up on a precipice of pullin' up a
But I can't forget the many lessons that it to raise a nigga
Land of the villain
everyday for the payday
Fam I'm callin' mayday
on nigga you know
That I'm puttin' work in
On my back got a
Gotta rap with a
On the for the curses
and questions this shit is a quest
For the best
Call me a rookie, seen veteran
me a bookie, I bet I'ma win
Gotta keep for the folks that held me down for ages
Before a ever had a dream of puttin' the pen to pages
had a team always leaned, settin' some expectations
To my niggas a thanks
For the support and
Went the poor to the paid
Weather the n remained
Our never break
Nigga there's to claim
Lets the pain
N sip it we the
nothing more to say
I say I say I say I say

[Hook: Ray
I love my city, yeah I love my
Ya told me don't trip, nigga, pay it forward
Cause me and you go back
I had no for shoes, nowhere to go
But mayn I love city, I don't love these hoes
On a for the scritch and nigga everybody know
Yeah, the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
Westside Dub B, at yo door

3: Manu Li]
Me and you was brews, that was before the pub deal
Me and you would kick it all the time with not nihil
So much time to kill, simple days were plain, Lays
On the days I'm most passed these are the most
But we Johnny, we good, we cash, we
If I sing these blues in 'til my grave and coffin
If you got stabbed like Haley Joel Osmond head to Slauson
I'm making a tee for you, I'll know what to sing know how to grief
You remember playing Madden 'til yo auntie told us that shit off
We only got older it's how we fell this far off
We went from talking everyday to not talking at all
I guess that's just how we grew up, I know nobody's fault
And it's not like me talking your back or bash you
But I just gotta ask you, if you got a new number you reply
Yeah I just gotta ask you, yah I that I saw you you never said hi
Or was it goodbye? I hope you know, I know I I know I know

Ray Wright]
I my city, yeah I love my dawgs
Ya told me don't trip, nigga, I'ma pay it
Cause me and you go before
I had no dough for shoes, to go
But I love this city, I don't love these hoes
On a mission for the scritch and everybody know
Yeah, the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4
Dub B, O-P-M at yo door